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I spent all my money on a big old fancy carFor these bright eyed honeysOh yeah, you know who you areKeep me up 'til the sun is high'Til the birds start calling my nameI'm addicted and I don't know whyGuess I've always been this wayAll these roads steer me wrongBut I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah, you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

I get lost under these lightsI get lost in the words I sayStart believing my own liesLike everything will be okayOh, I still dream of a simple lifeBoy meets girl, makes her his wifeBut love don't exist when you live like this that much I know, yes I know

All these roads steer me wrongBut I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

You, you

You, you, you

Yeah you, you, you

You, you, you

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

I spent all my money on a big old fancy carFor these bright eyed honeysOh yeah, you know who you areKeep me up 'til the sun is high'Til the birds start calling my nameI'm addicted and I don't know whyGuess I've always been this wayAll these roads steer me wrongBut I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah, you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

I get lost under these lightsI get lost in the words I sayStart believing my own liesLike everything will be okayOh, I still dream of a simple lifeBoy meets girl, makes her his wifeBut love don't exist when you live like this that much I know, yes I know

All these roads steer me wrongBut I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

You, you

You, you, you

Yeah you, you, you

You, you, you

All you young wild girlsYou make a mess of meYeah you young wild girlsYou'll be the death of me, the death of meAll you young wild girlsNo matter what you doYeah, you young wild girlsI'll always come back to you, come back to you

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